Would you try another book from James Patterson and Liza Marklund and/or the narrators?

I would definitely listen to another Jame Patterson. He always delivers fast, entertaining reads/listens.

If you’ve listened to books by James Patterson and Liza Marklund before, how does this one compare?

This was my first James Patterson and Liza Marklund story. They seem make a good team.

What about the narrators’s performance did you like?

I got a little lost at times with the different voices...I usually prefer to listen to just one narrator. I like that there were male and female voices, but I was expecting them to read the male and female lines like a play...didn't like how each narrator spoke both male and female in the different chapters. They each performed well, though.

Any additional comments?

This would probably make a good beach read, but I didn't find the story to be quite memorable. There was a steamy sex scene, but it gets spoiled by some gross details revealed later in the story.

I had never read a James Patterson "novel" before "The Postcard Killers," but I was interested in collaborative writing (how *do* two authors get credit for one book?). After a little digging I realized that J.P. gives another writer an "outline" for a plot, and then the other writer does all the work.

This is a contrived, empty book that contains one of the most awkward sex scenes I've ever read. It is a passionless affair. The *mystery* is predictable, privileged, and crudely compiled.

I stopped listening at this line: "If this is so wrong, I don't want to be right." SERIOUSLY?!

If I have saved one literate soul from consuming this garbage, I feel like I might redeem myself from contributing money to fund work like this.

Also: The music they inserted into the audio production was corny and unnecessary. As was the entire book (corny and unnecessary).

Listening to this book as a Liza Marklund fan (never read anything by Patterson before), I was a bit disappointed by the characters. The plot is okay. But what I love about Marklund is her characters. Life is happening to them and as a part of life the case develops, not the other way round.
Here things seemed very construed - apart from the fact that I can't understand how the protagonists could fall for each other. Really.... hardly seen anything needing more suspension of disbelief.

I usually enjoy James Patterson, but this has to rank among his most dull. The protagonist never develops past a steryotype of the grieving dad, and I found all of the characters a bit annoying. What took this book down a substantial bit is the narration. It is the worst! While the story is set in Sweden, Katherin Kellgren, the female narrator of much of the book, sounds like she is channeling Miss Cleo. I don't know why she chose this Jamaican accent but everytime she speaks, it takes me out of the story.
I recommend skipping this one in favor of better James Patterson works, such as Double Cross.